"You" - Part 6

I never really knew
Your place in this world
But I got my first taste
In the lobby
Of your hotel
We walked in
As some walked out
And then back in again
Calling out your name
Behind us as we walked
We waited for the elevator
They asked if I was yours
You smiled at me
I smiled at them
And said no
You were polite
But you're always polite
We rode the elevator up
And up and up
I forget which floor
Probably because I was talking
As my nerves grew more
And with that
So did my stories
I slightly recall
Telling you all about
The time I had come here before
For work
Your room was on the corner
Looking out on meat packers
And the west side of town
The windows seemed to be
What had impressed you most
But what I found daunting
Was the bed and its size
Big and white
And staring at me
If the alcohol hadn't still been
Inside me
Maybe you never would have been either
We were both jittery
You kept popping in and out of the toilet
That looked like a cupboard
And my phone kept making noises
It was J
Still checking in on me
I put my phone on silent
And didn't check it again
As you emerged from the door in the wall
I noticed your things
Scattered on the table
Phone, keys, t-shirts still folded neatly
What am I doing here
I think I commented on your tidiness
I think you were looking to shut me up
You walked towards me
The room was dark
Only the city lights
Filtering in on us
From the huge windows
Then you asked if you could kiss me
I got girly
And nervous
But nodded
And then you did
Our first kiss
Suddenly my nerves disappeared
And I let myself melt into you
Completely